old cow skin whip, laden with wire and glasssteals black flesh with every beastly lashdog-tired bones, left cotton in bollthis beating has freed a weary soul slaves sing their stories in the fieldnews, and prayers for those who healchildren stolen from a young momJosiah Henson, hero, valiant, no uncle tom emancipation, Lincoln sign, so why…
Category: Slavery
My New Prose “slumbering Savannah” Now On Masticadoresindia
The swamp claws its way through the mud. Water moccasin waking late in the winter’s artful sun. Hiding in the putrid belly of the forsaken shade of the brown-haired trees, he lay gazing. He sees in black and white. Stalking prey with a proud skinny neck and blockish head, he hunts. Choctaw child, feet raw…
Social justice inks – anthology of poetry – Review
Social Justice Inks: Anthology of Poetry is a vividly raw collection of poems examining many types of social injustice. I am one of the contributors, but I do not consider myself to be biased. When the books arrived, I quickly and enthusiastically opened my package. I was determined to take my time with this book. Randomly opening…
My poem haiti-the forgotten dying land now featured on edge of humanity
scant trees hold precious life in soildownpours run without mercyflushing minerals into low landscharcoal created from the sparse bushtiny fingers burn on hot boiling potof small green leaves collectedoverfished waters leave nets lying emptysilent goat bones weave like shadowsstomachs ache like a black tooth decaying blank stares of a slave child with a swollen bellychained…
Society’s Illness
dark the barred windows of my yearswhere horrors lay with tortured tears did I not venture from my hoary nestlineage now ridded of timeworn test pestilence doth purloin love and ageveiling hearts and death in ruddy cage inside is out, and out is within a crustshielding the living from turning to dust